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C1 Revenge

The night wind was like a ferocious ghost, rushing towards the ruins of the houses not far from the city. The dark ruins were dead silent, as if announcing the calm before the storm.

The sound of water dripping could be heard, bringing endless terror to the ruins.

In the ruins, an inconspicuous house was flashing with shocking light. Qiao Xinyou was curled up in the corner of the basement of the house. Her body was full of scars and her clothes were tattered.

"Xinyou, is that you? Xinyou?" A gentle male voice sounded as he probed at the entrance of the basement. Seeing that there was no response, he waved the flashlight in his hand and illuminated the basement. He carefully took a step towards the entrance.

"Xinyou, if you are here, answer me."

The flashlight flashed and flickered, piercing Qiao Xinyou's eyes. The falcon's eyes coldly waited for the dark figure at the entrance of her forehead and did not reply. Her fingernails ruthlessly dug into her flesh. It was so painful that she had to grit her teeth to not make a sound.

The boy stepped into the basement step by step. His heavy footsteps accompanied the sound of water dripping from the basement. With every step, he knocked on the floor, making people panic.

The torchlight shone on her body like a thorn.

"Xinyou, so you are here? Why didn't you respond when I asked you?" When Yan Yilang saw that Qiao Xinyou was still safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards the corner where she was curled up.

The flashlight's light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire basement. The light spread to every corner of the basement, covering every inch of her skin. The red and swollen scars on her skin were shocking.

Yan Yilang's eyes collided with the wound. He was so scared that his hands trembled violently. The flashlight fell like a devil, and with a bang, Qiao Xinyou's tears gushed out.

Yan Yilang ran over and squatted down worriedly. He held her shoulders tightly. "Xinyou, what happened to you? Why are you injured?"

Qiao Xinyou lowered her head and sobbed. Her tears fell to the ground like the eerie sound of water dripping.

Seeing that Qiao Xinyou did not answer, Yan Yilang became even more anxious. He pinched her shoulders as if he had gone crazy and asked, "Quickly tell me, what exactly happened? Who bullied you? I must kill him."

She withdrew her cold eyes and raised her pair of pitiful watery eyes to look at him. "Yilang, I'm so scared!"

Seeing Qiao Xinyou's wounded body, no matter how strong Yan Yilang's heart was, it was still pierced through by her pitiful voice.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I will protect you when I am here." Yan Yilang hugged her.

At the same time, there was an ear-piercing sound of a police car outside. The light illuminated the entire ruins and burned the dark sky like a fire.

Countless policemen surrounded the ruins and rushed into the small basement.

"Let go of the hostages! Let go of the hostages! You still have a way to go, or you will be punished by the law." The leading policeman shouted and waved his flashlight around. In the end, he cast all the light on the two people in the corner.

Yan Yilang suddenly turned his head around. The light pierced into his eyes like a knife.

The policeman shouted again and sternly, "Kidnapping, if you dare to hurt the hostages, you definitely won't be able to escape from this basement."

Yan Yilang's mind was a mess. He widened his eyes in a daze and tried to search for his situation through the glaring light.

He frowned and was about to turn around to ask Qiao Xinyou when he saw a petite body struggling out of his arms. She pushed him away mercilessly and then quickly ran towards where the policeman was.

Her pathetic and tattered body, as well as the wounds all over her body, was enough to prove all of this.

Yan Yilang was pushed by her moderate strength and was caught off guard. He fell heavily onto the ground. His blurry eyes watched her rush out of his embrace and gradually became clear, like his heart.

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